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Above the line/below the line

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October 18, 2020

North

I’ve been given the gift of time, of idleness and imagination. Time well wasted is, as far as I’m concerned, time well spent. With that in mind, I take off to northern Ontario (finally), wanting ...


September 29, 2019

Old guy matrix

A guy walks by my house. He looks just like me. His dog is smaller and uglier and his beard is bushier, but we could be living parallel lives, just like those two bald guys with two fluffy little...


I used to work with a guy, Wally who eventually got fired for what, no one ever said. It must have been pretty bad. He sold his house and moved away. But I had already left that company so who kn...


September 26, 2019

Coffee with the mayor

I used to get up every morning and make the rounds. Those ‘rounds’ were to Google Analytics, Facebook, Linked In, twitter, Huffington Post, the local newspaper (mostly for the idiotic and misinfo...


September 25, 2019

Simply fatalistic

I’m philosophical when it comes to most things. I guess you could say that I am fatalistic. It sounds wishy-washy, crunchy-granola new age and all but I don’t try to control things and when thing...


September 23, 2019

Becoming the Duke of Kaohsiung

Gene Chandler said it best, sang it best when he sang: “As I walk through this world, nothing can stop the Duke of Earl. And you, you are my girl. And no one can hurt you”.  That’s the kind of c...


September 21, 2019

Thoughts on the rodeo

I’ve missed two and a half days of writing my 750 words. What can be expected when one flies half way around the world? (This one is from about two years ago, when I had recently returned from an...


September 16, 2019

False memories

I have some false memories from my old writings. I used to write in a more stylistic way and I would make a lot of changes and embellishments to my stories. Writing for me then was more creative...


September 15, 2019

Living the dream

There’s a guy on Prosebox that simply tries too hard. I used to follow him but frankly it was exhausting. There was just too much of everything. Words, pictures, videos, pedestrian nonsense, brut...


September 14, 2019

Osama Bin Rentals

I slept in today. It was one of those mornings when I woke up at 6am and could have gotten up, full rested but instead took a pee and climbed in for another four hours. I’ve gotten so lazy. I’ve ...


September 10, 2019

三八

I wrote here that ‘life is a race you run against yourself’. I was sure that was a quote from somewhere but I just went and looked it up and couldn’t find it anywhere. A tattoo is a gift you giv...


Why isn’t sandals spelled like candles? : This one is from about a month ago. Now we are into September, which is nice with the crisp morning air and all… It was a holiday in Canada yesterday wh...


I’m getting old and nostalgic, which is a heap better than old and cranky. Joe called last night. He was drunk on wine. Red wine I imagine. Sitting there in his Philadelphia living room with a s...


It’s so fun to look back on the recent past. That’s what I’m doing here. It’s something that otherwise we never do. We look to the future — what do I have to do today? What am I going to do today...


September 02, 2019

Vanlifers and Taiwan Vloggers

I don’t know why I waste my time with this stuff. I’m addicted. I’m going to have to join Youtuber’s Anonymous.I’m sick. I need help. A 28-day streak. That’s something. Even when I have to get...


My grandmother used to say that everyone has to be somewhere. She was in BC, but her mind was shot. I write about my day. I write that I got up late and listened to podcasts. I worked in the yar...


August 23, 2019

Slipper slapping

I’ve learned a lot about people by being in sales these past twenty years. And I’ve learned a lot about people by running the airbnb for the past three. I used to think that everyone was just lik...


August 22, 2019

Happy together

The best line in this post is: “It is hard to be happier than a happy dog”, which pretty much sums it up. It reminds me of another quote, “Everything would have a happy ending if it ended soon en...


When I used to write almost twenty years ago on Open Diary, many of my stories were from my time spent in Europe and Asia. I had just returned from essentially twenty years of thrift and minimali...


August 19, 2019

The Boston Brainstorm

When I was talking with Oh Don Dong the other day he mentioned that he wished that he had more time to spend listening to podcasts. He said listening to music on Spotify and watching movies on Ne...


In today’s post I continue my critique of Youtube videos and how my summer days play out. For me a successful day is when I don’t drive anywhere, talk to anyone or put on socks. I’m a simple man ...


August 17, 2019

Thirty wonderful flavours

Above the line As a rule when I’m out in society I tend not to talk too much about myself. Instead I keep the conversation going by active listening and asking questions. I don’t do this on purpo...


August 16, 2019

Pachinko

Above the line I don’t have much to say about this post. There are no Verona Revelations, no lightening strikes of sudden profoundness, no eureka moments and sadly no nuggets of gold, fool’s gold...


Above the line Half a month into the morning routine of writing 750 words and I’m in the zone, just free writing about whatever in on my mind and whatever is happening in my life. I gave up tran...


Above the line I met a guy one time and hung out for a few weeks. We overlapped as he was just new in Ottawa, maybe a visiting professor or a graduate student. A writer. I was just about to leave...


Book Description

A while back I started writing 750 words every morning with my second cup of coffee. It takes me less that 30 minutes and I’ve found that it is a good way to find out what I’m thinking about. When I sit down to write I never know where it is going to go. I try to write as fast as I can. No edits.
So today I start a new book –> above the line/below the line
Above the line are notes from today when I checked in on my not-quite-ready-for-primetime-publication posts of 750 words generated a month or so ago in a half awake in frog pyjamas stream of consciousness no hold barred mental diarrhea barrage of explosive thoughts and fragments. Below the line is the pants load without the pants, the 750 words of explosive morning mind sludge.